Reach beyond the empty darkness
Far behind the outer borders
Where no light can enter
No sound can escape
Evolutes, further than imagined
Above all primitive forms
Incubated and waiting
Beyond the empty darkness
Far behind the outer borders
Where no light can enter
No sound can escape
The chosen ones among us
Inheritors of pain
Waiting for the sign
When all hell breaks loose
Inheritors of pain
Prophecies were written down
Signs were given throughout time
Wrongfully mistaken as signals
Praying to the wrong God
Evolutes, further than imagined
Above all primitive forms
Incubated and waiting
Until time will come
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